Warning: spoilers for Danganronpa2 game
After waking up from neo world program Hajime and four other survivors of the killing game decided to stay on the island in hope their friends woke up. It seems like everyone's slowly showing signs of life, but there seems to be some complications with Komaeda. Hajime might be the only one who can save him out of his death-like state.
There's a plot twist at the end. If anything doesn't make sense, it will at the end, when all the dots will be connected. I actually made quite a mistery here. I wonder if you could figure it out before, but I doubt it, since the clues are really hard to spot.
I tried to make characters appear as realistic as possible. I don't know if I succided, so please tell me in the comments what you think.
Also, it includes fluff, angst, depression, trauma and mental illness.
Also, this is my first fan fiction, so don't go too hard on me.
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.